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Relying on his extremely sensitive innate spiritual sense, Wang Yuan knew a little about the bustle inside and outside the Hangzhou mansion, but he didn't pay attention to it.

Just jump out and jump out.

There is one Ziwei Xingjun missing in the Hangzhou mansion, but it is surrounded by gods and gods. Those heretics who dance happily will be harvested by these gods as leeks sooner or later.

As for the monk Daoji who followed behind him step by step, Wang Yuan had already noticed it, but he just pretended to ignore him and let the monk follow behind.

Don't know who is protecting whom from disaster?

That's right, monk Daoji's practice of Taoism is naturally full of difficulties and troubles, but as Ziwei Xingjun, if he wants to succeed the Ninth Five-Year Supreme Person and become the emperor of the dynasty, there will only be more troubles.

Those sect ancestors will let him return to the capital smoothly and become the prince of the East Palace?

I'm afraid it's unlikely!

But to Wang Yuan's surprise, his trip went extremely smoothly, and he returned to the capital after a long absence in half a month.

"When did those devils become so good at avoiding evil?"

Coming down from the pier, Wang Yuan was still dressed as a gentleman in simple Chinese clothes, followed by several neat female envoys.

When the group arrived, Mrs. Mingyu was already waiting on the pier.

"Your Highness, the saint asked his servants to come and greet him!"

"The sage sent his aunt to greet him. Could it be that something serious happened in the palace?"

Wang Yuan looked around and saw some spies on the pier. These spies thought they were hiding well, but in his primordial spirit, there was nothing to hide, including some monks.

There was something slightly wrong with the atmosphere.

Madam Mingyu followed the strangeness in Wang Yuan's eyes, and naturally saw some spies, but she didn't care, and said solemnly, "Your Highness should enter the palace as soon as possible!"

Facing Wang Yuan's questioning gaze, she kept her mouth shut: "Your Majesty stumbled and fell to the ground at the palace banquet last night...!"

"A third coma?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan was startled, and guessed in his heart that the official's condition was more serious than imagined.

"It's just that after devouring the vermilion fruit for five hundred years, even if you can't digest the aura in the vermilion fruit, you won't have another stroke and faint!"

Wang Yuan felt a little strange, and nodded calmly at Mrs. Mingyu.

Immediately ordered Shi Yinping next to him: "You go back to Prince Sheng's Mansion first, and this king will go into the palace first!"

Shi Yinping was slightly worried on his jade face at this moment, and said: "My lord, you have to be careful!"

"Don't worry, no one in this capital can hurt me!"

Wang Yuan's expression was calm, and he waved his hand to let the accompanying Wang Fu and Wang Xihu lead Shi Yinping and his party to Shengwang's mansion first.

As for Guan Jiu, Yan Chong and others, Wang Yuan did not bring them back this time.

They need to stay in Hangzhou Mansion and continue to help him stabilize the situation.

However, before leaving Hangzhou Mansion, Wang Yuan issued a talisman call, and it won't be long before Wing Three Wing Four will come along with two other helpers.

With those two helpers arriving, he wouldn't fall into a situation where no one was available.

Wang Yuan changed back to the purple robe and gold belt, and walked towards the palace.

Before entering the imperial city, Wang Yuan noticed that all the officials in the capital were in a hurry, many officials were panicked, no wonder they felt uneasy.

The official fell into a coma twice in a short period of time, which is an ominous sign no matter how you look at it.

How long can Guan Jia's body last, and what if he can't wake up this time? At present, there is no crown prince in the country, but this is related to the foundation of the country, and it is related to the national destiny of the entire Song Dynasty.

Of course, it is also closely related to the future of the officials.

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The imperial city of the Song Dynasty was built on the basis of the old palaces of the Five Dynasties, imitating the model of Luoyang palaces, and the palace buildings are majestic and tall.

The main hall of the imperial palace is the Daqing Hall. The place to inspect the previous dynasty is usually in the Zichen Hall. The court meeting in the first month of the month, the congratulations at the completion of the suburban temple ceremony, and the reception of Khitan envoys are all held in the Zichen Hall. Secondly, there are Chuigong Hall and Wende Hall.

But the official dormitories are usually in Funing Palace.

In the several outer halls of Funing Palace, the important ministers were already standing, and many ministers were waiting here.

Prime Minister Wang Yanling, and the veterans in purple robes, they were the few in power, all of them had solemn faces.

The important officials of the two governments were all sitting in the side hall, communicating in whispers from time to time, and there was no lack of worry on their majestic faces.

"His Royal Highness King Sheng!"

I don't know when, a call from outside caused many important officials in the hall to riot, and they all looked at the door!

Outside the outer hall, a handsome young man wearing a purple robe and gold belt came in from the outside, looking like a dragon and a phoenix.

In the outer hall, several important officials stood up immediately and greeted him.

"This is His Royal Highness the First Prince?"

"Compared to those few, His Royal Highness Sheng Wang does seem to be much stronger!"

At this time, on the side of the main hall, several officials in red robes were also looking at the eldest prince who had just entered Funing Palace.

The official who spoke was already middle-aged, with an ancient and clumsy face, which seemed inhumane, but his eyes were shining with wisdom.

That was Wang Zeng, Minister of the Ministry of Officials. Wang Zeng was from Qingzhou.

Next to them are several other Qingliu officials in the court, most of whom are officials!

Hearing this, he said in a low voice: "Your Highness has been very well-known during this period of time. He wrote a poem on Sanmenjin and became famous in the capital. He also did impressive things in Hangzhou Mansion. If there is no accident this time, we should be able to go further... ..."

"Be careful!"

Wang Zeng's face darkened at this moment.

Hearing this, the other officials immediately shut their mouths. They also knew that this was a critical moment. If there was any news about what they were discussing, it would be easy to cause disaster for themselves.

Several Qingliu officials in the corner remained motionless, but outside the outer hall, other important officials stepped forward one after another.

Especially an official in a purple robe, that was Ding Wei, Minister of the Ministry of Officials. When Ding Wei stepped forward, many officials suddenly looked down.

This Mr. Ding is a man of influence in the court. Although he has ups and downs in the court, he is quite trusted by the current officials, and he is a stronger celebrity among the officials.

In the eyes of many officials, he is a treacherous official with a clear banner. He instigates the officials to build large-scale construction projects, even concocts many absurd things, and colludes with officials to frame Zhongliang. Then they, Qingliu officials, will be in great trouble.

But what reassures everyone in the corner is that Sheng Wang just said a few words to the official minister, and then entered the inner hall under the call of the sage.

In the inner hall, Empress Liu, Concubine Yang, and several concubines had already been waiting on the bedside. At this time, Empress Liu was serving the official family, feeding soup and medicine, and Empress Dowager Li was a little farther away.

Empress Dowager Li had a strange complexion. She sat in the distance with a lukewarm expression, and beside her were two princesses, Princess Huiguo and Princess Shengguo.

In addition, Duan Jun Wang Zhao benefited.

At this time, Zhao Yiyi's face was obviously a little uncomfortable, a little sad, and more anxious.

Seeing Wang Yuan coming in at this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said softly, "Brother Huang!"

Wang Yuan nodded slightly.

"came back!"

At this time, Empress Liu also saw Wang Yuan. Although Empress Liu was in a mess of clothes, she did not look haggard, her face was as strong as before, even if the official family fell ill on the couch.

Wang Yuan saluted Empress Liu and Empress Dowager Li slightly.

It was only at this time that I noticed that I was stepping on the official's house with eyes closed and a dark complexion. At this time, the official's forehead was covered with dark clouds and his breath was weak. This is indeed a terminal illness.

But Wang Yuan felt a little strange at this moment, the Palace of Fate of Guanguan's family didn't look like it was going to die naturally, but instead it seemed to be backlashed?

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